A line of monks watched the departing Cloud Monk.
The other monks all wore expressions of awe, looking up as if gazing at a towering mountain, but the young girl Chan's expression was somewhat strange.
She could be considered a mortal who had seen the Material Plane's top-tier combat strength.
Because her "master," Soren, was a true god! Unlike the feeling Soren gave her, the Cloud Monk before her was incomparably powerful indeed, yet the aura he gave off from head to toe felt just like a piece of stone. In fact, the young girl Chan could not perceive any emotional fluctuations or feelings from the other person at all. You had to wonder how long someone like this had lived; while his physical body had already achieved immortality, his spirit seemed almost no different from a mere rock.
Yes.
Just like a stone.
The young girl Chan understood in a flash, finally knowing why she had such a feeling.
The Cloud Monk who had just left should be one of the most powerful mortals in the Material Plane. It could be said that this kind of person's strength was already inestimable, and fighting ordinary deities was simply nothing. He could probably even go toe-to-toe head-on with the God's Realm of a Lesser Deity. Such an existence already possessed an immortal physical body, but after all, he was still not a true deity. The young girl Chan sensed that the other person's spirit was full of dust, just like the stone he had embodied; centuries or millennia of life had made his spirit unable to remain so pure.
And this point was the biggest difference between that Cloud Monk and a deity!
Unless he broke through to yet another realm, reaching an unimaginable state of Harmony between Man and Nature,